You never hear women whistling.


My elder daughter is a great whistler. She comes from a long line of mackem whistlers. Her sister clearly has her mams genes though, she can't do it.
 
My Mrs does.
If the winds in the right direction and she's in her mini skirt...

That reminds me of the story of the two old blokes who passed mini skirted lady on a very windy day.

"What's that strange high pitched piercing sound?" asked the first.
"I don't really know" replied the other. "It could be just some c**t whistling."
 
Love whistling. Gets me through a hard days graft in the office.
I used to whistle all the time in the office . Some jumped up young lass told me i couldnt do it when i first started ...guess what 😄
I'd happily kill you dead and then kill your family for doing that. It's annoying as fook.
Id whistle the last post at your cremation after you tried , then take your lass back and whistle the okey cokey while i back scuttled her in your memory 😉😄
 
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I can recall only one woman whistling. I fitted a kitchen for her, and several other joinery jobs. Wrekenton.

She was a smashing friendly woman.
 
When many lasses do this to their face these days in one form or another, they lose the ability to whistle though they may well quack at you. The duck quack compliment is the new wolf whistle 🤣

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The old bloke with dementia next door to me whistles to get his dog back in. Poor thing is out for about 30 seconds. Every morning at about 7. Is better than an alarm
 

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